In the past few days, everyone has a general understanding of what happened in Nanhu County, the emperor was stabbed and seriously injured, the deputy commander of the Black Clothes Society was killed, and hundreds of brothers were buried in the Nanhu area.

The emperor was unconscious, Yang Hu's leader, and Muye's leader were seriously injured, and they were still lying on the bed, barely breathing.

As the emperor said, no one can bully Yan and bully the people of Yan Kingdom, if the people of Yan Kingdom are harmed, they must be punished ten times and cut down a hundred times.

So, what should we do next with Jin Guo, Mu Xiaochen, and Mu Long?

Revenge, revenge, must be revenged, everyone with hatred, with the will to die, avoid the strict monitoring of the nine gates of the Jin State, sneak into the Jin State quietly like a thief, after several days of detailed observation, investigation, basically grasp the residence of the ministers of the Jin Dynasty, and make a good plan.

Hundreds of people divided into two waves, one wave of people set fires, and burned down the important government offices, granaries, armories, horse farms, and various royal gardens, and various palaces of the emperor's relatives.

A wave of people killed the courtiers of the Jin State all night, only targeting the ministers of the court and the emperor's relatives. Even if Xing Xu has limited strength, and he wants moths to fight the fire, they have to let the Jin State bear the endless anger of the Yan State.

Let Jin Guo remember: Yan Guo is small, but he is not afraid of life, not afraid of death, nine deaths for life, and will also maintain the dignity of Yan Guo, the dignity of Yan people, unyielding, indomitable!

Fortunately, the sky is beautiful, it is night, the northwest wind is tight, the wind in Jinyang City roars, and the ghosts cry and wolves howl, like countless beasts roaring loudly.

On the city of Jinyang, many torches were blown out under the strong wind, and the soldiers at the head of the city lit the torches again and again. But it was quickly blown out again, and in the end the defenders simply let the torches go out, after all. The battle in Longlin County is very far from Jinyang City.

On the ground, the soldiers patrolling the city, wrapped in cotton clothes in the howling wind, patrolled the city indiscriminately, cursing and swearing into the barracks. Slip into the warm covers.

The east of Jin is by the sea, and it is in the north, every winter. The cold wind blowing on the sea, mixed with moisture, and the howling northwest wind, in winter. It is simply the Good Friday of the people of Jindong. No one likes to stay in the bitter cold wind.

In the cold wind, the members of the Yanguo Iron Regiment endured the biting cold wind and the danger of their lives, carrying fire oil, fire materials, and dry firewood in their hands. It is spread in Jinyang City, but fortunately, the wind is strong. The sound of a beast roaring obscured the sound of everyone's footsteps and the sound of putting things down.

Although the night is cold, the danger is much reduced!

After a hard night of hard work, the killer was finally ready, and a bright smile appeared on his frozen faces.

"Burn!" A simple order sounded in dozens of places in Jinyang City, and with just one word, it suddenly ignited a spark in the dark Jinyang City.

The firewood poured with fire oil was ignited in an instant, and the fire borrowed the wind momentum, like a wild dragon sweeping the earth, and dispersed in an instant, and the wind borrowed the power of fire to send out a whirring sound that devoured all things.

The patrolmen who had gone into the bed were awakened by the smell of snuff and had no time to put on their clothes, so they shouted: "Go water, go water!" "Quickly get dressed, take all the tools you can put out the fire, and rush out of the barracks.

Unfortunately, the fire was too fierce and the wind was stronger, and when the fire burned, it was like a wild beast out of control, no longer under anyone's control, and began to devour the surrounding buildings, houses, shops, and anything that could be burned on all sides.

The fire-fighting patrols, the soldiers at the head of the city, the defenders of Jinyang City, and thousands of civilians threw themselves into the firefighting army. However, the fire was too big, and there was not a single fire in the city. For a time, hundreds of important places were lit up by raging fires, and Jinyang City fell into a sea of fire.

With the help of the strong wind, many ignition points began to be connected, and the fire became more and more ferocious, and swept through Jinyang City.

Jinyang City was in chaos, and the killers who stepped on it in advance were in groups, jumping out of the mansions of various Jin courtiers, and soon, in the calm mansion, there was a cry, that must be the death of their own lord.

On this night, most of Jinyang City fell into a sea of fire, engulfed in flames, and all the government offices, all armories, all granaries, and even the camp of the Praetorian Guards were all filled with fire.

This night is destined to become a lingering nightmare for the people of Jinyang City, hundreds of officials, and even the royal family.

At dawn, the fire raging in the middle of the night still shows no signs of extinguishing, still frantically devouring the surrounding buildings.

In addition to the granary, armory, and mansions of various ministries in the source of the fire were engulfed in flames, there were thousands of large families on all sides, and all the mansions were swallowed up, causing thousands of casualties. If you count the assassinated courtiers, the number is greater and the loss is greater.

No one expected that the soldiers of the Yan State would make a dangerous move and take a huge risk to burn Jinyang City. The important thing is that he actually succeeded. The capital of the Jin Kingdom, which had been operated for hundreds of years, was almost killed by fire almost overnight.

Early in the morning, the Beichen Vault that had not slept all night, a kid was a lot haggard, before going to sleep, he was still full of ambition to prepare to burn the Song Army Armory, who knows, the plan has not yet been implemented, but the base camp of Jinyang City ignited a raging fire, almost devouring Jinyang City, this loss, is simply incalculable.

There was no time to summarize the losses in the night, there were wails in the palaces of the ministers of the DPRK and China, Prime Minister Li Ran was killed, the imperial historian Guo Hao was on his back, the queen Ran's family was wiped out, and many imperial relatives also suffered unwarranted disasters. Wait a minute.

Overnight, the Jin State lost dozens of officials, most of whom were important ministers in the court.

Hearing this, Beichen Qiong, who was frightened by the fire, almost spurted blood angrily, killing all the ministers of the court, and he would not even have anyone to discuss countermeasures.

Beichen Dome was furious, and immediately ordered the Praetorian Guards to arrest the arsonist, but unfortunately the fire was too strong at night, and many people were forced to be helpless, and rushed to the city gate, at that time, he was also worried that Jinyang City was engulfed in fire, and was ready to flee out of the city.

What's more, the fire has not yet been extinguished, and hundreds of thousands of Praetorian Guards are being put into the fire extinguishing operation, otherwise, Jinyang City will not be protected, and even the Jinyang Palace, where the royal family is located, may be engulfed in the fire.

Who, who is it, Song Guo, or Yan Guo, Beichen Qiong's eyes were about to pop out of his eyes, and he screamed with all his might, slamming his fists on the desk, setting fire to the city, and the other party was simply unconscionable.

Whoever it is, he will get it back.

Three days later, the last spark in Jinyang City was extinguished, and the whole city breathed a sigh of relief. After calming down, everyone began to ask the arsonist, but even the emperor did not know who did it.

What's more, after the fire, many families suffered, and this cold winter, everyone must work together to tide over the difficulties.

Beichen Qiong did not have time to pursue the perpetrators, and began to mobilize money and grain in the nearby counties and states of Jinyang City to settle the people, hoping to solve the people's suffering first, and then settle the accounts after the autumn.

Five days after the fire, the people were pacified, and after consulting with a few temporarily promoted officials, Beichen Qiong sent Wang Lunkey to lead 300,000 Praetorian Guards to merge with Mu Xiaotian, swearing to destroy the Yan State and dismember the Song State.

No matter who the other party is, if you provoke the Jin Kingdom, you will not be able to die.

Wang Lunkey sent troops, the whole country was calm, and the military horses brought by the other party were almost more than half of the Praetorian Guards, and these were all the last reliance of the Jin State. However, no one was surprised, no one felt that it was inappropriate, this time, the whole country strongly supported Beichen Qiong to send troops.

Jinyang City, the fire was extinguished, and the influence began to ferment after the fire, and the whole country of Yan thought that it was angry, and Situ was ordered by the queen Han Xuejian to ceremoniously welcome the warriors from the east at the east gate, and gave rich rewards and added officials to the knighthood.

At the same time, the Iron Regiment merged with the Black-Coated Society and changed its name to Bloodthorn, expanded the number of recruits, trained newcomers, remembered the humiliation of Nanhu, and said that blood for blood, and killing to stop killing.

Song Guo, Lin Shuying After learning about this, in front of the ministers, he said bluntly, Yan Guo is crazy, Yan people are crazy.

Northern Zhao, Zhao Ke got the news, the first time, remembered that he was assassinated by the Song State, and he had never retaliated so far, so he was ruthless in his heart, and threatened to attack the Song Dynasty in the spring, and begged for it tenfold.

Zheng Guo, Li Zhao read the letter sent back by the spy, and his heart was cold, and he said to Su Qinlang, this son cannot be kept.

Nanzhao, when Zhao Fan received the news, he smiled faintly, facing east, Lin Feng is not dead, it is Yan's luck, if I have such a loyal and courageous person, I am not afraid that I will not be able to take back Beizhao.

Chen Guo, the country of Jin in-laws, Emperor Nangong Jun learned the news, left to pass the news to the Jin State, and prepared to work together to kill Yan Song in the spring.

However, Lin Feng, who was in the center of the storm, was still unconscious after five days, everyone asked, and many explorations were fruitless, even Li Hangju, who had expected that he would wake up in two days or five days, couldn't make up his mind at this moment.

On the sixth day, when Lin Feng woke up with a heavy head, he noticed that he was in a spacious bedroom, with a stove in the room, the temperature was not very cold, and it was filled with a pleasant aroma, and there was a beautiful woman beside him who was crawling on the head of the bed, as if she was asleep, and made a sound of calm breathing.

Suddenly, Lin Feng wanted to get up, but suddenly his body was torn and painful, making him cry out in pain, only to find that his whole body was wrapped like a mummy, wrapped in a white cloth, and wrapped tightly.

At this moment, when he got up, he actually struggled to crack the wound, and on the white cloth, blood stains slowly oozed blood, and several places continued to expand rapidly.

Lin Feng didn't dare to move, he was assassinated, intermittent memories flooded into his mind, Meng Qinxue saved him, during this period, a middle-aged man treated his injuries, he was awakened many times, and he fell into a coma, and then, his mind was blank.

The scream woke up the beauty, Lin Feng turned his eyes to look, but it was Duan Mengrou, and he didn't know when she came to Nanhu, at this moment, she looked tired.

Suddenly, Lin Feng's heart was a little relieved, and before he could react, Duan Mengrou rubbed his eyes, looked at the blood oozing from his body, screamed in fright, and quickly threw it out.

Soon, a hurried shout came from outside the door: "Mr. Wen, Dr. Li, Xianggong is awake, Xianggong is awake!" ”

Then, there was another sound of surprise, a burst of laughter, and the sound of dense footsteps, moving quickly.

Lin Feng sighed lightly, it's okay, I'm not dead, God willing!

(To be continued.) )